The next morning, He Yiyi joined the company and handed over the keys to the two villas to Qian Peipei.

"Mr. He, this?" Qian Peipei looked at the key and didn't know what it meant.

"For artists, there are two villas and terraces. Each set of three floors should be enough. You can go and see what is missing and then make up for it. In addition, there is a nanny who is there to keep the house clean and clean for them."

"I rented it so soon? How much is the rent? The lease contract..."

"It's not renting. It's the property under my stepmother's name, and it's empty."

"Chairman Ming is so good." Qian Peipei deeply realized how good it is to have a reliable and rich stepmother.

As soon as Qian Peipei left, the inside phone rang. He Yiyi pressed "1" to answer.

"Mr. He, Manager Zhao of Yunni Group, comes to contact us for specific matters of endorsement."

"Please wait in the conference room, I'll come here now." He Yiyi hung up the phone and called Ming Jingxin.

Five minutes later, Ming Jingxin arrived in the small conference room of Sugar Triangle, and Manager Zhao delivered the drafted contract to the two of them at the same time: "The specific terms were seen by your lawyer Mr. Jia Zhenghao. Mr. Ming and Mr. He, if you have no problem, you can deny the shooting time? We have a batch of new furniture that I want to distribute during the Chinese Valentine's Day. This advertising must be a first step."

"I've been fine these two days, where is Mr. Ming?" He Yiyi turned her head to look at Ming Jingxin.

Ming Jingxin smiled and said, "I will arrange it as you want."

As soon as these words were said, Manager Zhao was scared, his mouth was half open and he didn't close for a long time.

Seeing this, Qian Peipei next to him hurriedly pushed the coffee in front of Manager Zhao and said, "Manager Zhao, drink coffee."

"Uh...ah! OK, OK..." Manager Zhao came back to his senses and thought to himself when will the most difficult King of Tomorrow, the entertainment industry, be so easy to talk to?

Before he came, he made many preparations and planned dozens of questions for King Tomorrow, but now it is in vain?

Are all rumors in the circle fake?

No! Last time I talked to him about cooperation, I was disappointed!

Manager Zhao was puzzled and was in a daze, and then heard a gentle question: "Have you contacted the studio and photographers? If you can do this afternoon, we will take a picture first."

"Ah! No problem!" Manager Zhao said hurriedly: "The studio and the photographer are ready at any time. As long as you two have time, they will definitely be fine."

"Okay, then that's it." He Yiyi looked at Ming Jingxin and said.

"Yeah." Ming Jingxin had no objection at all. It seemed that he came here for a cup of coffee... No, he was looking at his sister.

"Manager Zhao, I won't leave you for dinner. I have to go out. Send me the studio address and I will arrive on time at 2 pm." He Yiyi said, getting up and leaving.

"Wait for me." Ming Jingxin raised her butt and followed her.

In the small conference room, the confused Manager Zhao and the calm Qian Peipei were left.

"Manager Zhao, these two contracts have been signed by the two bosses. I'll send you the express delivery in the same city."

"Okay, OK, that, Mr. Qian..."

"Ah? Just say something if you have something to do." Qian Peipei sent a message to Du Yue and asked her to come over to get the contract, while dealing with Manager Zhao.

"There won't be any changes here, Mr. Ming?"

Qian Peipei smiled and said, "Please keep your heart in your stomach. As long as we Mr. He said we would go, Mr. Ming would definitely go. You didn't read the comments online? Do you know what a mad girl is?"

"I understand, I understand." Manager Zhao thought secretly, it was the president's wife who was Gao Ming, who decided to set up President He first, so President Ming would naturally come.

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He Yiyi saw Ming Jingxin following him into the elevator and asked in confusion: "I'm going to the academy, what are you doing?"

"My car is taken to maintenance, take your car out to see a friend."

He Yiyi had no objection after hearing this and asked again: "Why would you give it to you first?"

"No, I'll make an appointment with my friend to meet at a cafe across from your college."

Such a coincidence? It was intentional? He Yiyi raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Media College, Ming Jingxin put on the mask and put on the baseball cap and got off the car. He Yiyi stopped him: "I'm going to school, where do you go and ask the driver to take you away?"

"I'm right across from Cat Word Cafe."

He Yiyi still stopped him and said, "There are many people there, and it will be bad if you are surrounded by fans. Otherwise, you can call your friend to the car and you will have all kinds of drinks here. If it really doesn't work, let the driver go over and buy it."

Ming Jingxin was very happy about this arrangement. He smiled warmly and showed his eight teeth and said, "Okay."

He Yiyi didn't say anything more. She put on a mask, put the hat of the sunscreen jacket on her head, carried a canvas bag and got out of the car.

There are two things she did when she returned to the college. One was to meet her department chair and click the Mao. The other was that there was a top student who was about to graduate from the journalism department of the college. He Yiyi knew that she would become a very powerful media person in the future, so she wanted to sign her into her company first.

If you want to become bigger and stronger, you have to hold the talents in your hands.

He Yiyi's real ambition is not to be the queen of the movie, but to make a lot of money, making the Sugar Triangle a multinational group, bigger than the current Ming family group, Zhou family, Sheng family and even Tang family, and strong enough to fight against that demon and then send him to hell.

Only after doing this can she have the heart to think about something else.

He Yiyi stayed in the academy for more than an hour, and when she came out, she brought a young man and woman.

Ming Jingxin made an appointment with a capital operation expert who returned from overseas. The old man from the Ming family was seriously ill this time, and some problems in the Ming Group were exposed. After decades of development, there were always problems of one kind or another.

As the heir to the Ming family, Ming Jingxin felt that these scabies must be solved before the old man passed away. Otherwise, when the old man let go, these small problems will become big problems and may even affect the future of the Ming Group.

Originally, Ming Jingxin wanted to introduce this master to He Yiyi. She wanted to make money so much that she should be willing to meet such a person. Unexpectedly, He Yiyi brought two people to her.

He Yiyi didn't expect that Ming Jingxin said she had made an appointment with someone. After getting in the car, she saw this mixed-race girl who was so cool in her professional outfit, and she couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

This is... a trip back to the United States and brought my girlfriend back?

"Yiyi, this is Ms. Amy Tang from Wall Street." Ming Jingxin turned her head and introduced to the female elite: "Miss Tang, this is my sister. You can call her Yidian."

"I know you, you are a star." Amy Tang shook hands with He Yiyi happily.

"Hello, welcome to Fengli City." He Yiyi smiled with the greatest smile and shook hands with Amy Tang. Then she introduced the two people she brought to Ming Jingxin: "These are two seniors, Wen Yuanqing from the Department of Journalism, and Qiao Yu from the Department of Editorial Science. The two seniors, this is my brother, you should know him."

"Of course, who doesn't know about the famous King of Tomorrow and the Three Golden Kings movie emperors?" Wen Yuanqing nodded to Ming Jingxin.

"Good meeting." Ming Jingxin nodded to the two.

"Okay, it's fate to get together. I'll treat you at noon today, so let's have a big meal." He Yiyi said.

"Go to Funingju, I've arranged everything." Ming Jingxin said, handing He Yiyi a cup of hot milk tea, "This is specially bought for you. But I didn't expect that you only bought one cup when you brought your friends back."

"It's okay, I'm not thirsty." He Yiyi took the milk tea and handed it to Qiao Yu: "Senior sister will give it to you."

Qiao Yu waved his hand and said, "I'm losing weight, so I'd better give it to Wen Yuanqing."

He Yiyi sent the milk tea to Wen Yuanqing. Wen Yuanqing was not polite, so she took it and took two big mouthfuls first, sighed: "I'm going to tell you, I'm hungry and cold now! I haven't even eaten breakfast."

He Yiyi smiled and called the driver in front of her: "Please drive quickly, there is someone here who has no breakfast, so I can't bear it anymore."

Qiao Yu couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and Wen Yuanqing also giggled foolishly.

Ming Jingxin was very upset and felt that he was sincere and fed the dog like this.

Funingju is a Chinese restaurant owned by Ming family. Ming Jingxin called and everything was arranged properly.

During the meal, He Yiyi greeted Wen Yuanqing and Qiao Yu, and occasionally said a few words to Amy Tang, but she just ignored Ming Jingxin.

Ming Jingxin was also angry, and somehow he got a trick for Amy twice. So He Yiyi looked at him like a small blade, brushing his cheeks and flying over, as if she wanted to eat people.

However, Ming Jingxin seemed to have not seen it and ate and drank as usual.

A meal was filled with open guns and hidden arrows, and the storm was surging.

Ming Jingxin had enough food and drink, looked at her wrist watch and said, "It's half past one. Didn't you say you would go to Yunni to take pictures of the plane at two o'clock? Will you still go?"

"Go!" He Yiyi picked up the soup bowl and drank the soup in two mouthfuls, took out her card and said to the waiter behind her, "Please pay."

The waiter hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It's such a young lady. This table has been hung on Mr. Ming's account."

"How much?" He Yiyi asked.

The waiter glanced at Ming Jingxin, not knowing whether to say it or not, and was in a dilemma.

"It's just a meal. Isn't it enough if you invite it back next time?" Ming Jingxin picked up the napkin, wiped his mouth, got up and left.

Amy, Wen Yuanqing and Qiao Yu all got up and followed him out. He Yiyi couldn't sit here alone - no one kowtowed her, and it was useless to sit here.

Everyone has their own affairs, Amy said goodbye to Ming Jingxin first and then drove away.

Wen Yuanqing and Qiao Yu also said goodbye to He Yiyi, and then went back to the college to attend class.

Ming Jingxin looked at He Yiyi who was outraged and got into the car first.

He Yiyi was even more angry. After getting in the car, she walked straight in and lay down on the bed and took a nap.

·

Yunni Furniture has launched a new Chinese-style series with simple and elegant design and full of charm.

The clothing prepared by the Print Advertising Department is also Chinese-style, similar to tea clothes. However, each piece of clothing has been specially designed, which is different from the ones on the market.

The men's clothing is a moon-white silk double-breasted trousers and jacket. Just looking at the clothing, it looks a bit like a Tai Chi practice. But when Ming Jingxin put it on, she felt another feeling - Zhilan Yushu, floating in the air, like a person who came out of Jiangnan ink paintings, without a trace of fireworks on her body.

The women's style is a cheongsam style after the rain - not a cheongsam style in the Republic of China, but rather a nightgown for a noble woman in the late Qing Dynasty. The collar and tight cufflinks are exquisitely tattooed, but the waist is loose. The soft satin fabric clothes swayed over He Yiyi's body, making her look more and more charming and charming.

After He Yiyi put on her makeup, she went around the studio and turned around and asked the photographer: "Do you think this dress is paired with these furniture?"

"It's very good. Teacher Yidian has put out the soul of our clothes." The photographer quickly flattered.
To be continued...